A trace of flame ignited from the darkness, and the flames reflected Ruan Xinrou's cold pretty face, and the paper turned into ashes and fell to the ground.
Ruan Xinrou's eyes were cast towards the sky in the dark, and her cold pretty face also melted, becoming soft and affectionate, and she murmured: "Husband, where are you now..."
"Ah Yeh!"
Ji Yun sneezes in her sleep, opened her sleepy eyes, and found that the bath water was already cold, and she didn't know how long she had been soaking.
He hurriedly put on his clothes, but felt a ball of fire burning in his ears, and a hint of palpitations, and murmured: "How could this happen? Could it be that something happened to Xinrou?"
A loud voice woke Ji Yun up and asked loudly: "What's going on outside?"
"Young Master, Marshal Situ brought many soldiers and generals outside, saying that he wanted to search!"
"Search? What was the search in the middle of the night?" Ji Yun was a little confused. He opened the door and walked out. He saw soldiers and generals coming and going with torches everywhere, making the whole Fengyunju turbulent.
Ji Yun couldn't help but feel a little angry and shouted in a deep voice: "Who told you to come in?"
"Young Master Ji, I'm just following the order, please don't be surprised!" A harsh sound of armor rubbing, with clanging footsteps.
Ji Yun turned his head and looked at the visitor in surprise: "Master Situ?" Then he asked: "What's wrong? Is something wrong with the imperial capital?"
Situ Jingyang was wearing a set of blue armor, which was carved with a big roc spreading its wings. It was the long-standing wind-staging armor of the Situ family. Wearing this set of armor, Situ Jingyang looked very majestic, with murderous aura hidden in his eyebrows.
"A large number of officials in the imperial capital were assassinated, all of them were war-first officials. Your Majesty asked me to thoroughly investigate this matter!" Situ Jingyang said heavy.
Ji Yun frowned. The assassination of the officials was a big deal. He didn't know what kind of pro-war faction or not, but he just felt that he should do his part.
"Martin Situ, is there any use to get me?"
Situ Jingyang looked at Ji Yun carefully, stopped his gaze on his white face, and said seriously: "The mouth is hairless, and the work is not secure!"
Ji Yun almost spit out a mouthful of blood and said to himself: If you can say this in such a serious tone, you are truly the serious Marshal Situ...
"Report to Marshal, Fengyunju has searched everywhere, and only the one behind you is left!"
Situ Jingyang turned around and looked at Ji Yun's bedroom and said, "No need to search here, stop the team! Go to the next place!" As a descendant of the Ji family, Situ Jingyang didn't believe that he could do anything that would harm the empire, let alone hide an assassin.
A group of soldiers holding torches quickly assembled, holding their heads and chests with a serious expression, waiting for Situ Jingyang to issue orders, which made Ji Yun stunned.
"Mr. Ji, if you find any suspicious person in the mansion, please report it quickly and say goodbye!" Situ Jingyang said with his fists, then turned around and waved his hand. A clanging sound rang out. The soldiers followed Situ Jingyang in neat steps.
Ji Yun was a little envious. Every man had the dream of a general, walking on the street with a group of soldiers with domineering spirit. His majestic appearance would definitely shock a group of old and young men.
However, the soldiers you lead must have a neat military appearance. If you bring a group of untidy clothes and sloppy, even walking like a soldier mopping the floor on the street, you will only be laughed at by someone.
Looking at the servants and maids in front of him who were not well-dressed and still in shock, Ji Yun waved his hand and said, "It's okay, go back!" Then the servants dispersed.
Ji Yun shook his head and said to himself: Fortunately, they are not soldiers, and I am not generals...
As soon as he walked back to his room, Ji Yun smelled a faint smell of blood, frowned, took out a long sword while turning his hands, and followed the smell of blood to the corner of the wall.
I saw a delicate figure falling softly in the corner of the wall, and the blood-colored peony on my chest made Ji Yun's hand holding the sword begin to tremble slightly.
Ji Yun is in a very complicated mood now. He hopes that the woman in front of him is Ruan Xinrou, and hopes that it is not her. He trembledly stretched out his left hand and lifted the bloody veil on her face.
A face that Ji Yun thought about day and night appeared in front of him, and hurriedly carried Ruan Xinrou to the couch.
Xiaobai jumped to the edge of the bed as if he was frightened, looking at Ruan Xinrou who was lying on the bed hostilely.
Ji Yun grabbed her wrist and a bloodshot penetrated into Ruan Xinrou's body, frowned, and muttered: "It seems that he is very hurt!"
Then she gently took off her black robe and couldn't help but take a breath. She saw that her left shoulder had collapsed. It seemed that she had been beaten like this with a palm, and her shoulder blades were probably broken into several pieces.
Ji Yun gently covered her with a quilt and told her: "Help me watch her!" Xiaobai nodded his little head reluctantly. Ji Yun put away Ruan Xinrou's clothes and ran out.
I found a hidden place to deal with the bloody clothes, and then walked onto the street. It was already midnight, and there were no people on the street, and the shops on the roadside were closed.
"Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang bang!"
Ji Yun knocked hard at the door of a garment store.
"What are you knocking at night? Are you trying to die?"
Ji Yun suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice: "Those who bought clothes!"
The fire in the store started, and the door of the store opened with a creaking sound. A fat middle-aged woman appeared in front of Ji Yun with only one veil. A pair of huge breasts pressed against the strapless breasts, revealing white flesh and unfathomable rugou. She threw a charming look and said, "Brother, what clothes are you buying so late?"
Ji Yun didn't have time to pay attention to the boss's wife who was so angrily, squeezed into the store sideways, picked up a bunch of women's clothes under the boss's wife's weird gaze, and then left in a hurry after paying.
Then he came to the best clinic in the imperial capital, broke into the door and woke up the famous doctor who was sleeping well, and forced him to run back to Fengyunju.
"How is she?" Ji Yun, the doctor who was frowning, asked anxiously.
"Hey! It's hard! It's hard!"
Listening to He Laifeng's three sighs, Ji Yun's heart suddenly fell to the bottom of the valley, and he grabbed his shoulder anxiously: "You must cure her. I can find you no matter what medicine you need!"
This doctor was originally a white-bearded old man, and he could not withstand Ji Yun's shaking so much that he almost broke his bones apart.
"This young man, it's not impossible to cure this girl."
Ji Yun also calmed down, let go of his shoulders, and asked in a deep voice: "What's the solution?"
He Laifeng breathed a sigh of relief and said, "This girl's right shoulder was injured by a huge force, and her shoulder blades were almost broken..."
Ji Yun frowned: "I know what you said, just how to cure it!" Ji Yun didn't know anything about bone cutting, otherwise he wouldn't be able to find a doctor. If even the best doctor in the imperial capital could not be cured, he would have to take Ruan Xinrou to Feihong Mountains.
"If you want to cure this girl, you still need to kill the soul grass..."
"Soto-Saving Grass?" Ji Yun asked in confusion: "What is that? Where is it?"
He Laifeng stroked his gray beard and said without hesitation: "The Soul-Saving Grass, as the name suggests, is a highly poisonous plant. People will die if they take it, but it has a magical effect of growing muscles and bones, but it is difficult to find. If you can find the Soul-Saving Grass, I will be sure to cure this girl."